Chapter 124: Buyer of the Jiazi Lotus!

As the yang poison surged through his limbs and meridians, Nangong Ye felt as if his body were being burned alive; seeing Xie Jinhuan rush over to guard him, he trusted the "righteous hero" and ceased paying attention to anything outside himself.

But just as she struggled to suppress the fierce poison, she suddenly sensed a frigid qi current surging before her.

The qi current was like a breeze in a furnace of crimson flames—though negligible against the blazing inferno, it still eased the agony of being scorched alive, compelling her to instinctively chase and seize it—and then:

"Eh? Eh? Eh?!"

Xie Jinhuan had barely waved his hands when he saw the black-clothed female hero leap forward like a she-leopard pouncing, her right hand gripping his palm, her left clamping his shoulder, and slamming him straight to the ground!

Thud~

Next came the frantic extraction of qi; Xie Jinhuan and Mu Mu Yun Hong pressed palms together, feeling as if one hand had clamped onto the intake of a high-pressure water pump—his dantian sea must have churned into a vortex!

Sensing something was wrong, Xie Jinhuan tried to pull his hand free—but couldn't, so he halted his cultivation.

But the black-clothed female hero? She was utterly domineering!

Finding the qi gone after just a few moments, her hands instantly blazed with pale-blue lightning, and she began shocking him…

Zzzt—

"Sss~ No no no no—?!"

Xie Jinhuan felt as if pinned by a "black Pikachu," his body convulsing violently from the shocks; he quickly resumed his cultivation technique and resumed transferring qi.

Only then did the black-clothed female hero cease her punishment and continue siphoning the chilled qi he had transformed…

?!

Xie Jinhuan was stunned, and when he recovered, fury surged in his chest!

After all, he was no pushover—he was the one who always took from others; who ever took from him?

Now he was being robbed, beaten, and violated—and still couldn't stop? What utter humiliation!

"Mu Mu Yun Hong! You crazy hag… wake up!"

The black-clothed female hero showed no reaction, merely methodically extracting the essence.

"Hey? I'm literally…"

Xie Jinhuan opened his mouth—but had no recourse.

Ye Hongshang crouched beside them, watching the spectacle; upon hearing this, she comforted:

"She's suffering terribly and needs this badly. Treat her well, endure it—maybe you'll luck into a whole wife."

Xie Jinhuan knew Mu Mu Yun Hong was probably acting unintentionally, but he still felt deeply aggrieved.

After all, if I give it to you, you may take it.

If I don't give it, you can't force it—much less beat me…

If I give only because you beat me, then what am I? A spineless worm?

The more Xie Jinhuan thought, the angrier he grew; he halted his cultivation again.

The next instant, the black-clothed female hero's hands blazed with lightning:

Zzzt—

This time, it was even stronger than last time!

"Oh shit…"

Xie Jinhuan gritted his teeth, seething with indignation!

Though he immediately resumed transferring qi, how could he endure this? His gaze shifted to the full, supple curve of her lower back—the crescent moon—and he raised his mace sheath:

Crack—

The sheath struck like a ruler against taut black cloth, sending ripples trembling across the fabric; with sweat coating her skin, it even kicked up faint mist!

"Crazy hag, you think I won't dare hit you? Come on, come on—have the guts to electrocute me to death?"

The black-clothed female hero showed no reaction whatsoever.

?

Seeing that even hitting Mu Mu Yun Hong's ass had no effect, Xie Jinhuan resigned himself, lying flat on the ground to transfer qi, his eyes hollow with despair, like a humiliated young hero.

Huh… huh…

The storage room fell utterly silent, save for the flow of qi.

After this went on for an unknown length of time, the black-clothed female hero lying atop him gradually cooled.

Xie Jinhuan's dantian sea was nearly drained; seeing this, he called again:

"Hey? Mu Mu Yun Hong? Hey hey hey?!"

"Huh…"

After suppressing the rampant yang poison within him, Nangong Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly; his spiritual sense slowly returned to his mind.

Hearing the calls beside his ear, Nangong Ye was first bewildered—then, upon sensing the solid body beneath him, his expression froze rigidly, his breath halting!

What's going on?

Why am I lying atop this boy?

…

Xie Jinhuan had been glaring and calling out, but when he felt the black-clothed female hero suddenly go lifeless, he was startled again:

"Miss Mu? Miss Mu?"

Whoosh—

Before he finished speaking, the black-clothed female hero shot upright like thunder, snatching her sword along the way and instantly standing tall and straight!

Xie Jinhuan looked up and saw Mu Mu Yun Hong, sword held behind her back, radiating an aloof, otherworldly pride; her phoenix eyes were calm and unruffled, her entire presence like a female sword immortal perched atop a mountain peak:

"Are you alright?"

Her voice, cold and ethereal, carried a trace of concern for an inferior.

?

Xie Jinhuan saw this expert's demeanor and gaze, and his expression froze; he thought inwardly:

"Am I not fine?"

"If you hadn't forcibly pinned me down and bullied me for so long, I would have thought I fainted just now and you woke me up!"

"How did you manage to turn the tables and remain completely unembarrassed?"

"Could it be that you also practiced body posture and demeanor bitterly since the age of three?"

Xie Jinhuan rolled over and sat up, looking up and down at the Seeing Bing Tuozi, who was moist and juicy, radiating an expert's aura, with hidden anger in his eyes:

"I was fine to begin with; you ruined me for half a day, and now I'm about to be in trouble. What's wrong with you? Did your brain burn out?"

Nangong Ye wore a black skirt, a single sword on her back, her ancestor's demeanor flawless.

But a hint of embarrassment in her eyes caused cracks to appear in her aura, which was originally as cold as a thousand miles of ice.

Facing Xie Jinhuan's subtle mockery, Nangong Ye's mind was also tough; she showed no abnormality, merely responding in a calm tone:

"Thanks. Just now was a case of acting in an emergency; both of us had no choice, so don't take it to heart. The path to immortality is long, and gatherings and partings have their time; I take my leave first..."

"Eh?"

Xie Jinhuan realized this great heroine didn't recognize people once she put on a skirt; he immediately rolled over and stood up, spreading his arms to block her path:

"You're just leaving like this?"

"If Nangong Ye didn't run, would she wait for social death?"

"The master of Mount Zihui, pressing down on a young hero and bullying him at will; if this got out, could she still mix in the ancestor circle?"

Originally, Nangong Ye didn't want to reveal her identity temporarily, but after this matter, she had no face to reveal it anymore.

Seeing Xie Jinhuan blocking her way, Nangong Ye, with a single sword on her back, considered briefly:

"Do you want an opportunity?"

"What opportunity do I want?"

Xie Jinhuan thought this heroine's brain had burned out; he spread his hands and said:

"I am slaying demons and eliminating evil; why are you here?

"Also, did someone secretly strike to silence witnesses just now? Where is that person?

"You leave without saying a word; how am I supposed to continue investigating?"

Nangong Ye blinked her sharp, glaring eyes and explained slowly and calmly:

"I was wandering nearby tonight and accidentally encountered a demon bandit. Their strength was very great; I only saw layers of ghostly shadows, making it hard to judge their specific identity..."

"So you didn't even see the person clearly and got beaten like this?"

Xie Jinhuan's eyes showed disgust; he went "tsk tsk tsk"...

"?! "

Nangong Ye took a slight breath, causing her black skirt's lapel to rise high, like a hot water bag rapidly inflating, but she did not get angry:

"I was poisoned, hindering my movements; otherwise, he wouldn't have escaped. As for clues, I will help you investigate; if I find anything, I will inform you in time. Farewell..."

"Wait!"

Xie Jinhuan shifted sideways to block her path, carefully looking at the stunning heroine Mu Mu Yun Hong:

"Why are you in such a hurry? Eh?"

Before the words finished, the black-clad heroine in front of him gracefully bent down, went around from under his arm, leaped out of the house, her movements fluid and fast as a thundering gallop.

Whoosh~

Xie Jinhuan even tried to grab her arm, but failed to hold on; his eyes showed surprise and doubt as he chased to the doorway and shouted loudly:

"You just leave like that? Didn't you say you'd give me an opportunity? You have no conscience, right? Mu Mu Yun Hong?!"

Outside the door, silence reigned; not a single person was left.

"Hey?"

Xie Jinhuan searched around the courtyard, then leaped onto the wall, discovering Mu Mu Yun Hong was truly gone without a trace; he felt confused:

"This girl's cultivation seems to be more than Rank 3."

Ye Hongshang, carrying a red umbrella, stood beside him and considered briefly:

"Indeed, it is more; it is not impossible that she has already entered Rank 1. Hmm... this girl is poisoned by a strange toxin; she definitely needs the Resurrection Grass. Being able to appear near the Eastern Market, she might just be the seller of the Sixty-Year Lotus!"

"Ah?"

Xie Jinhuan shuddered all over and turned around:

"So, she tricked me out of my poison-curing method at the music shop and ran without even showing her face?"

Ye Hongshang shrugged slightly and teased:

"You insisted on flirting with her; how can you call it a trick? She secretly followed you, probably wanting to see if you had the Resurrection Grass."

Xie Jinhuan suddenly understood, hands on his hips, feeling that something was wrong with this matter.

He didn't have the Resurrection Grass; the only way to get something for nothing was to rely on his silver tongue, exchanging the 'secret method' provided by the ghost.

Now Mu Mu Yun Hong had gotten his poison-curing method, but didn't give him the item!

Moreover, she just drained his mana bar and didn't give him the opportunity either!

He worked hard for half a day, only to slap her butt; isn't that a huge injustice?

Xie Jinhuan had scammed fellow Daoists all his life, only to find in the end that he was scammed by a fellow Daoist; how could his heart bear it? He immediately wanted to go find Mu Mu Yun Hong, unleash his true skills honed over more than ten years, and trick the Sixty-Year Lotus back.

Now he only hoped the home addresses of 'Fengyi River' and 'Suyun Zhai' were not fake.

If he couldn't find the person, he would have to draw hundreds of 'Missing Person Posters', write the posture and process of the righteous young hero being bullied on paper, then paste them all over Jingcheng and even the Jingzhao Prefecture, forcing this black-hearted heroine to come out herself!

He hoped things wouldn't escalate to this point...

While thinking thus secretly, Xie Jinhuan flew along the houses.

However, before he had gone far, he saw that the area around Ye Shirong's residence was already ablaze with fire, and large groups of soldiers were patrolling the streets; it looked like the entire government office staff had arrived.

As the sole official handling the case, Xie Jinhuan could not simply leave without a word; he immediately ran toward Ye Shirong's residence to hand over the case first, then go settle the score with Mu Mu Yun Hong...

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Begging for monthly tickets!

(End of this chapter)